We were struggling back and forth across the bed, and were suddenly interrupted by... “I love seeing the children rough-housing in bed. It brings ba...k memories.”We both sat bolt upright, mouths agape, staring at my Mom just outside the door. A scene flashed across my mind of Mom relating her “rough-housing” memory from when she was 14. I’ll just bet! Neither of us could get out a coherent word, but Mom continued.“I came up to see if you two would like to go to brunch with us at Granny. I got angry and told her that all right I was leaving but the next morning I would inform everything to my mom. She gave up and conclusively asked me to do whatever I liked to do. A trickle of euphoria went down my backbone and I reached out for the zipper of her Kameez. I pulled it down and brought her kameez out of her front part. She immediately crossed her hands and hid her boobs. Forcefully I removed it and looked at her boobs. I will not try to describe how beautiful her boobs were. Her bald as a baby pussy. Jesus! She had shaved herself!My wife undid the string of her top. Tom rolled her over. They mashed their mouths 2gether as my wife tossed her top 2 the floor. Kissing still, he mauled her breasts b4 returning 2 her c*nt.He jammed 4 fingers in her pussy, sumthing Id never dared 2 do. Worse, they were lengthwise, stretching her 2 a degree I cudnt imagine. Worse yet, her motions betrayed her mounting xcitement.Suddenly they stood, embraced and started walking in2 the. Anna helped her mother get on the bed and she even opened her legs, getting her into a receptive position.Joanne got up on her own and gently pushed her daughter away.“Let the old dyke get her jollies”, she laughedShe climbed onto the bed and spread her body on the taller Bess. They started where they had left off with some kissing and tit sucking, while getting their hips moving, trying to find the right fit. “Anna, put a pillow under your mother’s ass,” ordered Joanne, “That will give her.